A Paragon Of Wuhun Chapter 3: Bully

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April 15.

The 15th day of each month is the day when disciples of Qian Yuanzong receive resources to practice their Kung fu.

The warriors are very honorable in the land of dragon vein. They suck up Ling qi (some kind of magic power) which can be condensed into Genuine qi and further into Yuan qi.The peak of martial art can destroy everything with the highest power.

In addition to the direct access of absorbing Ling qi from heaven and earth, another important way is to get it from the Spirit stones. The amount of Ling qi in Spirit stones is much more than the average amount of that between heaven and earth. The speed of practicing powerful skills can be improved by absorbing Ling qi.

A man who is an elder of the foreign sect of Qian Yuanzong can get 3 pieces of Spirit stones per month.

Of course, there is no exception for Chen Feng, an elder of the foreign sect.

On that day, he packs up his clothes and goes to the foreign sect of Qian Yuanzong.

On the west side of Qing Sen mountain, Qian Yuanzong sect occupies seven or eight peaks. The broken peak where the foreign sect is located is more than three thousand zhangs high (zhang: a basic unit of length adopted by ancient China) reaching for the sky. The higher one’s residency is located on the mountain, the more exalted he is. In addition to the houses on the mountain, there is a small town nearby where live many servants and guards.

Chen Feng comes to a square along the mountain road. The square is bustling with people coming and going.

“Chen Feng.” Behind him comes a gentle voice.

Chen Feng smiles and looks back. The speaker is a middle-aged man of 30 years old with an ordinary look. He is looking at Chen Feng with smile.

Chen Feng walks up to him and respectfully makes a salute: “uncle Han”.

He is Han Cong, just like Yan Qingyu, the elder of the foreign sect. He is Yan Qingyu's junior fellow apprentice. At the very beginning, he was very impressed by this amazing student. Later, even if Yan Qingyu came down in the world, the relations.h.i.+p between them was still very good. After the death of Yan Qingyu, he began to take care of Chen Feng. Had Han not helped Chen Feng, it would have been hard to say that what would befall him these years.

  Han Cong smiles and sighs, saying, “Chen Feng, I'm afraid I can't take care of you when it comes to allocating resources.” Chen Feng is surprised: “what happened?”

  “I am transferred to another place where I am no longer in charge of the resource temple.”

When Han Cong took charge of resource temple, he was responsible for the monthly resource allocation for the apprentices of foreign sect. Han Cong takes care of him and always gives him some high-quality Spirit stones. If a new leader in resource temple takes office, it's hard to say whether the new boss will take care of him or not in the future. Chen Feng is a bit sad. It’s not because he could not get the Spirit stones of good quality since then. He is reluctant to leave this uncle, the only one taking care of him.

Han Cong reads his mood. He smiles and says: “don't worry, although I am not in the temple of resource, I still live in the foreign sect, and we can meet in the future.”

He lowers his voice: “now the person who in charge of the resources temple is Sun elder. He was rebuked once by your master miserably. So he has a grudge against your master. His son also had a conflict with you. You have to be careful because Sun elder may embarra.s.s you.”

Chen Feng’ heart sinks and nods heavily.

“I have to be humble for the time being when I am trapped in an inferior sitioution!” he thinks to himself, “I will wait until my strength is strong to retrieve everything back!

Speak of the devil and the devil comes. At this time, behind Chen Feng suddenly comes a playful voice: “look, who is standing here, isn’t it good for nothing disciple of his waste master? Are you coming to waste our resources?”

Chen Feng turns around but to see a handsome boy around 16 or 17. His lips are very thin with frivolous and mean expression. Besides him stands a man of 40-odd years old.

The boy is Sun Xin. And Sun elder next to him is one of the powerful figures in foreign sect

Before Chen Feng speaks, Han Cong reproaches Sun Xin coldly staring at him: “Sun Xin, dare you say it again!”

His eyes are like so cold a piece of needle that Sun Xin lowers his head, afraid of looking directly at Han Cong

“Hum!” Sun elder sneers: “Han, you have greatly regressed, haven’t you? How come that you bully a yound apprentice unashamedly? What the h.e.l.l is that? No wonder that the seniors in the  temple don't trust you so as to let me take charge of the resource temple. Ha ha！”

He looks at Han Cong, guffawing and feels extremely proud.

Sun elder has been very jealous of Yan Qingyu, so he also hates Han Cong and Chen Feng who have close relations.h.i.+p with Yan.

Han Cong steps forward and says coldly: “Sun elder, you don’t have the final say on whether I am competent or not. We can play with real skills! Do you dare to compete with me?”

Sun elder listens to his words and a shade of fear flashes across his eyes. He could not help stepping back.

He knows very well that he is not equal to Han Cong, so how dare he fight against him?

But at this time in front of so many people in the square, if he dared not to fight against him, he would lose face and have no way staying in the foreign sect.

Just then a voice comes far away: “What happened?”

The voice is cold and emotionless

After the people see the man clearly, they all salute. So do Han Cong and Sun elder.

The white-haired old man is Su Zhaodong, the elder of the foreign sect with a honorable position. His indifferent eyes scan Han Cong and Sun elde, and then he frowns slightly, saying: “both of you are gentile elder. How ridiculous it is for you to make such a farce in front of so many younger apprentices! Especially you, Han Cong, you also take the initiative to arouse provocations. You are a fainéant, aren’t you? It seems that my decision is right that I transfer you from the temple of resources to be responsible for hunting monster”

“And you, Chen Feng, you are a waste. Why don't you just sit around your waste master's grave? Why do you come here to make troubles?”

Su Zhaodong obviously favors Sun elder and Sun Xin. Sun elder smiles gloomily, staring at Han Cong.

Han Cong is publicly scolded. His face flushes and his body trembles all over. He has been in charge of the resource temple for many years selflessly and impartially. However, now he is humiliated as worthless.

But however, he doesn’t dare to talk back, for Su’s position is high and his strength is inscrutable. Within a move, Su’s Kung fu can let his bones broken. Chen Feng lowers his head and clenches his teeth. There is a flame burning in his deep mind.

  “Su Zhaodong, today you humiliate my uncle Han and me, I must let you pay for it one day! He gnashes his teeth furtively. Su Zhaodong makes a cold hum with a profounding look at Han Cong and then turns around and leaves.

Sun elder looks at Han Cong with a pompous look, saying: “ Han Cong, I promise you that you will be reduced to misery and misery. I tell you that you will be tortured to death. Maybe one day when you fight with the monster, you will be killed by a sword from nowhere! And you!” He looks at Chen Feng: “you have no resources every month any more from now on! You are a piece of rubbish. After Han Cong died, how can you be so arrogant”

“You!” Han Cong says angrily: “do not go too far!”

At this time Chen Feng suddenly takes a light smile and shows a touch of disdain on his face.

Sun elder says angrily: “ you, a good-for-nothing man, what do you smile for?”

“I'm laughing at you for being a loser.”

Chen Feng disdainfully shouts at him and sneers: “at that time you provoked my master by taking the advantage of your old age and high quality and was beaten by him. Later even if my master’s meridians are all broken, you are still not his opponent! You only dare to play in front of his young apprentices. Ha ha, good for you！”

  “What’s more, during these years no one has taught me to practice Kung fu since my master died; while you teach your son Sun Xin by yourself! You keep saying that I am a loser, but if I defeat Sun Xin, can I say that you and your son are all losers?”

  “What, you beat me?” Sun Xin stares at Chen Feng and then bursts out laughing. He shouts at the crowd around him: “did I hear you right? This loser said he would beat me! To beat me, who have reached third level of Houtian Realm!”

The disciples of foreign sect sneer and tease them with disdain as well.

“Chen Feng is so ignorant. He is just a loser who couldn’t cross the first level of Houtian Realm. How come that he dares to challenge Sun Xin?”

  “Yes, Sun Xin hasn’t only reached the third level of Houtian Realm with middle-level strength among all the disciple of the foreign sect, he also has received Sun eld’s careful guidance. I have heard that he had mastered a lot of great martial arts.”

“Chen Feng is ready to die!”

Chen Feng keeps ignorant of these comments. He just smiles and pulls a piece of cloth from his clothes, throwing it to Sun Xin. The action symbolizes “challenge” to the opponent.

“Sun Xin, do you dare to fight with me?”